slender blades
the surface breaks --

eruptions of spring

kick the can
once a child's game --

now bits of frozen detritus

howling --

me or the wind?

winter drips -
puddles in my brain

Ode to Summer

gently last rays stroke
late in the day --

white blossoms like fireflies

ruffling the still whiteness

birdsong --

spring cannot be far?